Tokiwong
First Post
Malibu, California
0015 Local Time, March 10, 2004
Harvey drives down the PCH about three miles before pulling off onto a dark side street. The street meanders through the hills, up towards a church overlooking the beach. It’s an Old Catholic church with a large stained glass window of the Mother Mary with her arms spread towards the parishioners.
A high wall surrounds the actual church, and the gate I surprisingly sophisticated despite the old rustic appearance. Inside the gate tall willow trees flank the road shivering in the ocean breeze. Harvey pulls up in front of the church, and parks the vehicle out front. He motion for the rest of you to follow and then walk towards the church.
Inside you find a woman sitting alone in the pews in a similar trench coat to Harvey, she glances up over her shoulder towards the group and stands, her hands in her pockets. She has short-cropped brown hair, and hazel eyes, and a smile that is not all that comforting. She wears a gray business suit, and a shoulder holster for a pistol under the trench coat.
The woman speaks to Harvey, “I think you could have made yourself more available and we would have been able to avoid the mess.”
Harvey shrugs, “Hey I could not help it, I had a few leads I had to check, and I had to stay focused. Besides once I ran into Dan, I knew she would be good hands, even if he is wired.”
Selene finally speaks still holding her shoulder, “What are you talking about?”
“Oh I am sorry,” Harvey smirks, “you already know me, just call me Harvey, and this is my partner Detective Jane Austin. We both work for Department 7.”
Detective Austin nods, “Evening, you all just had a run in with a splinter group of Department 7, Project Omega. They won’t try and kill you anymore, you are under our jurisdiction now.”
“Splinter group is a misnomer, we work for the same boss,” Harvey muses.
“That remains to b seen Harvey, you don’t have proof of that,” the woman replies.
“Well that is besides the point,” he produces two needles, “first we need to take care of your injuries. You,” he points to James, “now this will sting only a little,” he smiles holding the slender needle in hand.
0015 Local Time, March 10, 2004
Harvey drives down the PCH about three miles before pulling off onto a dark side street. The street meanders through the hills, up towards a church overlooking the beach. It’s an Old Catholic church with a large stained glass window of the Mother Mary with her arms spread towards the parishioners.
A high wall surrounds the actual church, and the gate I surprisingly sophisticated despite the old rustic appearance. Inside the gate tall willow trees flank the road shivering in the ocean breeze. Harvey pulls up in front of the church, and parks the vehicle out front. He motion for the rest of you to follow and then walk towards the church.
Inside you find a woman sitting alone in the pews in a similar trench coat to Harvey, she glances up over her shoulder towards the group and stands, her hands in her pockets. She has short-cropped brown hair, and hazel eyes, and a smile that is not all that comforting. She wears a gray business suit, and a shoulder holster for a pistol under the trench coat.
The woman speaks to Harvey, “I think you could have made yourself more available and we would have been able to avoid the mess.”
Harvey shrugs, “Hey I could not help it, I had a few leads I had to check, and I had to stay focused. Besides once I ran into Dan, I knew she would be good hands, even if he is wired.”
Selene finally speaks still holding her shoulder, “What are you talking about?”
“Oh I am sorry,” Harvey smirks, “you already know me, just call me Harvey, and this is my partner Detective Jane Austin. We both work for Department 7.”
Detective Austin nods, “Evening, you all just had a run in with a splinter group of Department 7, Project Omega. They won’t try and kill you anymore, you are under our jurisdiction now.”
“Splinter group is a misnomer, we work for the same boss,” Harvey muses.
“That remains to b seen Harvey, you don’t have proof of that,” the woman replies.
“Well that is besides the point,” he produces two needles, “first we need to take care of your injuries. You,” he points to James, “now this will sting only a little,” he smiles holding the slender needle in hand.